Dark Nites - Sex Stories

Dark Nites

... a friend. Once this happens, there can't be any going back." "I know", she whispered as she leant forward to capture his lips. He swept her up, carrying her to the fireplace, setting her gently down on the soft Angora rug. He gazed into her face intently. Something was wrong. It was unspoken by very real. Intuitively, Sam knew that she was holding part of herself back from him. Dammit! He needed to touch her. Body, mind AND soul. He needed her to want him as much as he wanted her. Nothing less would do, he promised himself. He lifted a finger and very deliberately outlined the shape of her lips, lovingly following its contours. She parted her lips slightly, inviting his touch, her eyes seducing him. He slipped his hands into her hair, feeling the heady silk of it slipping through his fingers. Fascinated her watched as she unbuttoned his shirt overcoming her fears as she pushed it off his shoulders. She let her eyes wander down him as she had done once before. How she had longed to touch him then, never knowing that she would find the courage to do it. She let her hands drift from his shoulders into the silky pelt of dark curls on his chest, feeling him shudder as she tugged the hairs gently. He reached for her, kissing her hard on the mouth while he pulled her zip down. He let his lips burn a fiery trail of kisses down her neck as she threw back her head, letting him have full access to her. His hand pushed the dress off her shoulders, kissing the exposed skin as he did ...

... so. The dress slid off, leaving her in her bra and panties, the firelight casting golden shadows on her skin. "Sam", she whispered urgently through her bruised lips. "I know.", he answered softly, pushing her down onto the rug. Her hands traced the hard muscles of his back, memorizing the hard planes of his body, slipping downwards to mould the curve of his buttocks. He traced the edge of her bra with fiery kisses, before sinking his face in the perfumed valley of her breasts. Suddenly, the memory of her **** popped into her mind. The knife! Her body stiffened slightly, making Sam raise his head to look at her. Ruthlessly, she pushed the memories away, knowing that it would be different this time. Her body was finally ready to accept another man.. "Sam, make love to me." With a groan, he claimed her lips once again, a promise of what was to come. His hand stroked upwards to cup her breast. She gave a little cry as her nails dug into his back. His thumb gently flicked her nipple, making her gasp uncontrollably as an electric shock ran through the body. Immediately, the little bud hardened, pushing against the flimsy lace of her bra. Within seconds, he had pulled it off her, revealing the delicate swell of her breasts. "My God. You are exactly as I imagined!", he groaned before letting his lips travel up the creamy slopes of her breasts. Her exquisite nipples jutted forth inviting his touch while the fire cast dancing shadows on her pale skin. His mouth claimed one hard bud, ...